It was getting deeper at night, and the clouds were hidden and the moon was hidden. The pleasant sea breeze suddenly became violent. The sea surface was wave after wave, and the storm was coming.

Cheng Cheng was shaking like a sieve when Sang Jue saw him, and the strange magic weapon on his neck was as cold as ice, as if a bloodthirsty devil was absorbing his life power. He did not doubt that as long as he had a slight disobedience, he would immediately have his head and head.

What a powerful female cultivator, her murderous aura was even heavier than the young master and lady he saw in the city lord's mansion.

Practicing Qi and building foundations is like a natural barrier. He has been unable to take the last step for so many years. Now that there is an opportunity in front of him, he certainly knows how to choose.

"Can you really make me successful in building a foundation?"

Sang Jue nodded indifferently. There were several meatballs in her medicine box that were directly upgraded at different stages. The side effect was that it would stay at this level forever after taking it.

But what does this have to do with her? Perhaps it is still a good thing for this person.

"Senior swears!"

"Of course, as long as you keep my whereabouts confidential, I will let you build a foundation successfully." Sang Jue said as he pulled the rope of the immortal tie in his hand, and suddenly let go, "You choose it yourself."

Cheng Cheng lowered his head, and a moonlight secretly appeared in the clouds and hit half of his face, causing his other half to fall into deeper darkness.

"Okay, Chengcheng is not a good person either, I am as my predecessor said." Chengcheng made up his mind and felt suddenly enlightened. It was just like this from hell to heaven.

Sang Jue was not worried at all that the other party regarded her as a cruel and ruthless evil cultivator, and she could just know who she was.

"Since that's the case, then wake up the old man." Sang Jue controlled the Lingshu, who was tied up with the immortal rope in his hand, and tied himself up. "Just pretend you have never seen me, find a place to hide me as soon as possible."

Sang Jue thought intimately that the person who was chasing her would definitely keep his own exits, and she could not leave this place without anyone knowing it.

As the saying goes, the most dangerous place is the safest place. She hides under his nose, and no one knows where she is.

Cheng Cheng was a little stunned: "Senior, do you really believe me?"

"A strong dragon cannot defeat the local snake. Do you have no confidence to hide it from the sky?" Sang Jue chuckled, "After all, you don't know anything, don't you?"

"Yes, I'm just making a deal according to the past." Cheng Cheng was instantly confused by the smile of the person under the moonlight in front of him, and then he was shocked and felt deeply that this senior must not be an ordinary monk and must not have a deep friendship with him.

The two reached an unspeakable deal to lure each other with profit. The moonlight suddenly shone out thousands of glory. The long-simmering storm on the sea gradually subsided, and they turned around and rushed toward other places.

In the city lord's mansion, Shangguan Haoran took the sword formation. The city lord immediately handed over the tea and exclaimed: "The sword king is really powerful. He actually changed the direction of the hurricane. As the lord of the land, I would like to express my gratitude to the local residents for helping him avoid a disaster."

Shangguan Haoran took the tea, took a sip, and frowned slightly: "Is there no news yet?"

The city lord shook his head helplessly: "There is no news on the hidden line, so I'm afraid I can only go to the clear path."

"It's okay." Shangguan Haoran put down the teacup and his eyes were fixed, "Everyone can kill the witch with the heart-pinching witch!"

"The Sword Lord is righteous, and he is worthy of being the righteous messenger on the Tianlong List!" The city lord exclaimed, "You killed tens of thousands of resentful spirits of the Demonic Wanpo Sect with one sword, which is really..."

Shangguan Haoran was a little annoyed when he heard this and raised his hand: "I'll post a mission tomorrow. I'll go practice swordsmanship, don't ask others to bother me."

"Yes." The city lord couldn't help but sigh as he looked at his back, "By swordsmanship, eliminate demons and destroy demons, this is the real immortal posture! My little Guangcheng can actually get help from me, I am really lucky in my three lives. What royal city empire can compare to the true immortal?"

"You said this is Guangcheng, Guangwan Prefecture, Xia Nanxi Kingdom, Xia Nanxi Kingdom?" Sang Jue talked with Cheng Cheng all the way and found that she had accidentally returned to the Taixuan World world by chance, and even came to the Central Continent that the monks had dreamed of.

Her master Yan Hui Zhenjun's master Wanjian Guiyi Immortal Sword Sect is located in the eastern continent of the world, which is more than tens of thousands of miles away from the central continent. Ordinary monks from other continents may not be able to set foot on the central continent without forming golden elixirs.

After dominating for an era, the famous Zhoutian Immortal Sect was the backrest of the Zhoutian Immortal Dynasty last continent. The first emperor of the Immortal Dynasty was Ji Xiaotian, the head of the Zhoutian Immortal Sect!

Cheng Cheng was quite proud of his words: "Yes, senior, although your devil's path is prosperous in the north, I heard that the environment is so harsh, how can we have deep resources compared to our central continent."

"hehe."

Sang Jue replied with an inexplicable sneer, which made Chengcheng more sure that this was a witch smuggled from the northern continent. His smile was so cold that it was so cold that it was so heartbroken.

Cheng Cheng was a little confused and asked tentatively: "Senior, are you the Magic Tower Demon Fairy?"

Sang Jue still said nothing, his cold face slowly curled the corners of his mouth, mocked him on his face, and felt like a cat's claw in his heart. What is Meilou?

"Hey, that's easy." Cheng Cheng slapped his thigh, "I know a good place. It's a coincidence that that place is very consistent with the practice of the predecessors."

Sang Jue Youyou asked: "Where is it?"

They had arrived at Chengcheng's home at this time, and Sang Jue's question was answered by an old woman who lifted the curtain.

The woman was as thin as a stalk, but she was dressed up with colorful branches, and her head was covered with jade hairpins. When she saw Sang Jue, she quickly stretched out her hand full of rings and raised her handkerchief, and said with a smile: "Girl, what else can it be? Naturally, it is a place where you can live without worries and clothing."

Sang Jue's face was puzzled.

At this time, the woman pushed Chengcheng: "Hey, old man, where did you invite the girl? It's so beautiful. Didn't you explain it to her?"

Cheng Cheng thought Sang Jue was a monk who went down to the Magic Tower, so he didn't even want to know how to move him with his emotions and benefit him like before. He said bluntly: "Senior, it's either other places, or a dual-cultural hall!"

"So you're a pimp?!" Sang Jue punched Cheng Cheng with a big black eye. She actually made a deal with such a person, really...

"What a pimp, the girl said is so ugly." The old lady was displeased. "Didn't you just want to do this when you come back with my husband? Everyone is pursuing their ability. Who is more noble than who is willing?"

"Uh..." Sang Jue was speechless. Maybe he called "Don't make plans for each other, and he turned around and wanted to leave.

Cheng Cheng quickly stopped the moving foundation-building pill and said hurriedly: "Senior, this is the safest place. The white-clothed sword cultivator from the city lord's mansion would definitely not have thought of it."

"That kind of place is safe?" Forgive Sang Jue for hating that kind of place the most, and he got goosebumps all over his body after thinking about it.
Chapter completed!